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There's a meme floating around, look up and post the distance (and driving time--it's a US meme) between your childhood and current homes. I didn't bother looking anything up: I know that my childhood home, meaning the house I lived in from ages 5 to 18, is about an hour and a half from my current home by subway.
When I mentioned to someone at work that I spent New Year's with family in Montreal, they asked whether I'd grown up there.
The oddity, for a New Yorker, isn't that I have family (blood and choice) in three countries: it's that this is true and I was born and raised in this city of immigrants.
When I mentioned to someone at work that I spent New Year's with family in Montreal, they asked whether I'd grown up there.
The oddity, for a New Yorker, isn't that I have family (blood and choice) in three countries: it's that this is true and I was born and raised in this city of immigrants.
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The furthest I've lived from my childhood home is Nikolausberg, near Göttingen in Germany, which is about 480 miles away. I don't drive, but its about 22 hours by coach, or about 9 by train and plane.